she slides her slender
white fingers down the
branches of his spine

her eyes melted like
glaciers and lips as soft
as freshly fallen snow

skin lustful, but heart
unforgiving, exhaling
his every intention

she is autumn in his
palms, her trees bare,
the leaves rust fallen

flashing indifference,
thoughts plucked in
shades of violent rose

There is a tumour
Inside of me.
And what does it do?
It grows and grows
And keeps growing.

This tumour
Is loneliness.


-- Eleanor

Mother may I?    
May you what?
May I reach the stars?
May I dream anew?
May I question life and also you?

May I  sleep in late?
May I drink the dew?
May I jump in puddles?
And muddy both me and you?    

May I be a superhero?
May I wear a cape?
May I use you stethoscope?
May I be like you and save a life today?

Yes, my sons.
You can do all.
And if it knocks you down,
Remember I'll be there to catch you if you fall.

When you think of poems,
you think of rhymes.....

When you think of life,
you think of times....

When you think of feelings,
you think of healing.....

When you think of hurt,
you put love first....

When you think of pain,
it will drive you insane....

When you know your right,
you will always fight.....

Our minds we have,
will always be there....

So controls your thoughts,
that's where it starts...

River flows from every side & corners,
It makes new directions and ways,
It's water meets to sea and ocean,
We should also mix  with each other's culture like river does,
Mix with culture and share new ethics and love,
So that you can grow and spread in every direction like river does,
Spread love and humanity with mixing culture and traditions.
Do not pollute water with poisonous chemicals,
Do not pollute world with  criminal deeds & treacherous minds,
Make Water clean as transparent mirror shows,
Make your inner person Clean &  as beautiful as transparent mirror.